Robin Wright |
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The August Selected Poet is Robin Wright Please feel free to email Robin at: robincwright@aol.com |
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BAR HORROR A coffin walks into a bar A vampire walks into a bar Customers clinch their mugs Bartender begins clean-up TASTE I picture death GREY LADY GHOST Swathed in satin-lined bed, worms and insects creep, I’ll not go to the grave. learning, leave me of Willard Library. collection of words, I’ll make it rise Children’s Section my cover, if I feel the need to impress My antics astound all to know what the dead If I leave anything, in ghosts is special, It’s just that Time, as a genuine gift, In the end she’ll abandon, leave you settled in ants, spiders your bedfellows. as they eat you. while dark soil spreads |
Robin Wright lives in Southern Indiana. Her work has appeared in Panoply, Spank the Carp, Rue Scribe, Terror House Magazine, Rune Bear, Another Way Round, Ariel Chart, Bindweed Magazine, Muddy River Poetry Review, and others. Two of her poems were published in the University of Southern Indiana’s 50th anniversary anthology, Time Present, Time Past. In 2018 Panoply nominated one of her poems for a Pushcart Prize.
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